Hey ya'll! I'm back, with my still not outdated look at what could happen to a few of our merry mutants, (I heard that somewhere) in the near, or far, future.
I will own everything someday, but until my scientists can clone enough people for my armies, I will not make money or assume ownership over anything but my pet dime Larry. I don't even own my muse.
Melpomenie: As asop would say, get over it.
the aincent greeks are a pretentious people.
Anywhoo, the story.
-to recap, (You don't really need it, I know) Mystique is taking Wanda to a meeting with Pietro and Magneto. Neglecting to tell her she has alaso invited Kurt along, presumably (okay, so we all know why they're there, but play along) to have witnesses if the body count gets too high. On we go!
Saturday, 8:15 a.m., Magneto's Secret Underground Lair.
He walked in quietly. Not because he was afraid, but because he needed the practice. He was a thief, and Magneto had told them not to steal without a reason. This was one of several things that pissed him off, but this was a bad time to think of it. He snuck up on the Boss' son, and pulled the covers off of him. The first thing Pietro heard that morning was. . .
"Homme, de boss wants you to get up."
"Not now Gambit, five minutes." Pietro knew that his dad would have a cow if he heard that, but it wasn't as important as the dream he'd been having before that stupid acadian had woken him up.
Gambit saw his chance. He'd tell the boss he needed to give Pietro incentive to get up, and the best way to get a person to wake up was to take their money.
[Magneto isn't gonna buy that crap.]
"De Boss, he say now." Gambit looked around the room for a second and picked up Pietro's wallet, "You doan' wan' to misplace yo' wallet do you? I t'ink you jes' got paid too."
"Are-you-threatening-me?I'll-tell-father-if-you-are."
Gambit smiled and put down the wallet, (which, unbeknownst to Pietro, was empty) and said, "You have to get up to do dat, now doan' you?"
"Damn Cajun."
"I'll tell him you're up."
Pietro showered, dressed, and ate breakfast at an unusually slow pace. It was still pretty fast, but he was definitely not in a hurry. Pietro let himself into his father's study, where he knew he was devising a way to get Colosus, Pyro and Gambit to stop rebelling. So far he'd come up with nothing, but Magneto was a smart guy, he'd think of something.
"Yes, father?"
"Pietro, there is something you must know about your family."
"What?"
"I have arranged for Mystique to get the others who must hear this in the park above my lair."
"Is Wanda going to be there?"
"Yes, she must hear this as well, but you will not be harmed. I promise."
[You promised Wanda that we were just going to the movies that day too.]
"Father, are-you-sure-I-can't-stay-here?" Pietro had this thing about dying young. He really wanted to live to be old enough to legally drink. Not that that was a problem for him, but you can't go into a bar when you're a sophmore in high school.
"Yes I am. Victor!"
Pietro watched as the door to the hall opened and Sabertooth walked in. Pietro had gotten used to Sabertooth over the past two months, but there were times when he was still a little scary. This was one of those times.
[Who-was-stupid-enough-to-piss-off-Sabertooth-this-
time?]
"Hello Victor. Get the car ready. Pietro and I are going out. Have Remy drive."
Sabertooth nodded and left. He wanted to kill Gambit for cheating at poker, but he could always do that when it was Colosus' turn to drive.
Pietro followed his father to the garage, where all of Magneto's cars were parked. (duh) But, for whatever reason, Magneto told Gambit to take the SUV, and to go easy on the gas pedal, because insurance was nonaplicable if anyone but him drove. Gambit yawned and nodded, and they left dor the park.
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I will own everything someday, but until my scientists can clone enough people for my armies, I will not make money or assume ownership over anything but my pet dime Larry. I don't even own my muse.
Melpomenie: As asop would say, get over it.
the aincent greeks are a pretentious people.
Anywhoo, the story.
-to recap, (You don't really need it, I know) Mystique is taking Wanda to a meeting with Pietro and Magneto. Neglecting to tell her she has alaso invited Kurt along, presumably (okay, so we all know why they're there, but play along) to have witnesses if the body count gets too high. On we go!
Saturday, 8:15 a.m., Magneto's Secret Underground Lair.
He walked in quietly. Not because he was afraid, but because he needed the practice. He was a thief, and Magneto had told them not to steal without a reason. This was one of several things that pissed him off, but this was a bad time to think of it. He snuck up on the Boss' son, and pulled the covers off of him. The first thing Pietro heard that morning was. . .
"Homme, de boss wants you to get up."
"Not now Gambit, five minutes." Pietro knew that his dad would have a cow if he heard that, but it wasn't as important as the dream he'd been having before that stupid acadian had woken him up.
Gambit saw his chance. He'd tell the boss he needed to give Pietro incentive to get up, and the best way to get a person to wake up was to take their money.
[Magneto isn't gonna buy that crap.]
"De Boss, he say now." Gambit looked around the room for a second and picked up Pietro's wallet, "You doan' wan' to misplace yo' wallet do you? I t'ink you jes' got paid too."
"Are-you-threatening-me?I'll-tell-father-if-you-are."
Gambit smiled and put down the wallet, (which, unbeknownst to Pietro, was empty) and said, "You have to get up to do dat, now doan' you?"
"Damn Cajun."
"I'll tell him you're up."
Pietro showered, dressed, and ate breakfast at an unusually slow pace. It was still pretty fast, but he was definitely not in a hurry. Pietro let himself into his father's study, where he knew he was devising a way to get Colosus, Pyro and Gambit to stop rebelling. So far he'd come up with nothing, but Magneto was a smart guy, he'd think of something.
"Yes, father?"
"Pietro, there is something you must know about your family."
"What?"
"I have arranged for Mystique to get the others who must hear this in the park above my lair."
"Is Wanda going to be there?"
"Yes, she must hear this as well, but you will not be harmed. I promise."
[You promised Wanda that we were just going to the movies that day too.]
"Father, are-you-sure-I-can't-stay-here?" Pietro had this thing about dying young. He really wanted to live to be old enough to legally drink. Not that that was a problem for him, but you can't go into a bar when you're a sophmore in high school.
"Yes I am. Victor!"
Pietro watched as the door to the hall opened and Sabertooth walked in. Pietro had gotten used to Sabertooth over the past two months, but there were times when he was still a little scary. This was one of those times.
[Who-was-stupid-enough-to-piss-off-Sabertooth-this-
time?]
"Hello Victor. Get the car ready. Pietro and I are going out. Have Remy drive."
Sabertooth nodded and left. He wanted to kill Gambit for cheating at poker, but he could always do that when it was Colosus' turn to drive.
Pietro followed his father to the garage, where all of Magneto's cars were parked. (duh) But, for whatever reason, Magneto told Gambit to take the SUV, and to go easy on the gas pedal, because insurance was nonaplicable if anyone but him drove. Gambit yawned and nodded, and they left dor the park.
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I need to know your opinion. What you think is vitally importatn to me. I take reviews of all sorts. anyting you ahve to say, questions may be publically answered, you never know. REVIEW!